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towerofanimus2014-03-13 01:52 pm
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[01] || [A Hilda Between Worlds] || [Open]
Characters: Princess Hilda and you.
Setting: Dormitories, Art Gallery, Library, the Meadow and the Observatory.
Format: Prose or action, I will follow.
Summary: Hilda wakes up in the tower, promptly chooses to deny that her world is dead and goes off to explore. The prompts include the princess (unsuccessfully) trying to get a terminal to work and encountering a shadow child, amongst other happy things.
Warning: Nothing; will edit if something comes up. The post obviously contains spoilers for A Link Between Worlds.
• Dormitory Floor 1 / Room 1-03
Room 1-03: 'Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.'
Hilda read over and over again the letter she'd found upon sitting up. Moments ago she had been standing in the Sacred Realm. The next thing she remembered, she was waking up paralyzed in this forsaken place. This of course was more than enough to unsettle her, but this was nothing compared to the story this letter was telling her. Lorule, destroyed? Impossible. Yes, the demise of her kingdom had been set in stone long before her birth and she had herself let go of the only hope her kingdom had. Ultimately, the destruction of her world was something she knew was meant to happen.
But not so soon. With her waking up in this strange place, something was obviously wrong-- Maybe her kingdom was even more endangered than before, but destroyed? She couldn't believe it, she refused to. Fighting the nagging feeling that there may be some ounce of truth to the letter's content, she crushed the letter in her hand and got up from the bed in an instant.
Her eyes then settled to the trunk at the end of her bed. She knelt next to it and opened it, looking for its content. Her dismantled staff, clothes and nothing of much use. She grabbed the pieces of the staff and worked on putting them back together as she looked around, giving a look to the other beds in the room. Were there other peoples living here? She would find out soon enough, she figured.
Dormitory Floor 1: Now equipped with her staff, a purple and golden stick mounted with an inverted tetrahedron Triforce, Hilda left her room. Her priority was to find out more about this place; more than she had so far. This place was even more strange than she had expected. The very texture of the walls was nothing like the constructions in Lorule.
Slowly she walked through the corridor, looking from times to times at the various doors and the names written next to them. She frowned, what little she saw was unfamiliar to her. Odds were that she wouldn't find anything familiar here. Yet she decided to try and open some of the doors on her way-- Only to find them locked and frustratingly letting go of the handle. But hey, this may just have been the door to your room.
• Art Gallery (Floor 22)
The numerous figures and events depicted on these walls meant little to her-- This place would probably have been a paradise for Yuga. A particular set of painting caught her attention, however. A series of paintings depicting the history of Hyrule from the distant past. She looked at the paintings with interest; albeit their content was nothing new to her. While she had never seen these paintings before, Yuga had told her all of Hylian history, or at least all about what he had been able to learn.
Another set of painting soon caught her attention. The paintings on the opposite wall depicted a seemingly similar story, but this one had a noticeably less positive outcome. Her expression darkened upon seeing them. She set her staff against the wall and raised a hand, to touch the middle painting. Why did they have these here? Yet it was the only depicting of Lorule she had found in the entire tower. So she remained there, staring at the painting for a long while.
• Terminals (Library - Floor 03)
Now this was intriguing. Not the books, no. The books were nothing new. She had plenty of them back home, and while she would be more than happy to read some of these, something else caught her attention. Namely, that weird thing embedded into the wall that had started displaying things right as she had passed by. She had seen these things in the dormitory floor as well. Surely they held some significance, but in what way?
The best way to determinate that was to try and interact with the strange device, she figured. The thought of using the keyboard didn't cross her mind for even a second though, and she pointed at the terminal with her staff-- Obviously this object was magical in nature, maybe casting magic over it would reveal its secrets?
If the fumes elevating from the terminal as a result were anything to go by, this experiment didn't go well.
• Meadow (Floor 25)
After the sad spectacle the tower had offered to her up until now, the sight of the meadow came as a shock. Not only hadn't she expected to see such a place within this horrid tower, but she had never seen such a place at all before. Lorule was a world shrouded in darkness that prevented the simplest of flowers from existing. A land covered with dark clouds that forbade the light of the sun to ever reach it.
She walked in and looked around, having a hard time hiding her amazement at what she was seeing. So this was what a normal world looked like? She couldn't figure how or why this place existed within the tower, but at the moment it didn't matter. Of all the things she had seen in the tower, this one was of nature to appease her. She slowly kept moving in, kneeling down at times to look at flower-- She would probably stay here for a long while.
• Shadow Children (Observatory - Floor 45)
After quite a while spent exploring the tower, she decided to take a rest at the observatory, looking through the glass to see if she could perceive anything through the thick fog. Obviously she couldn't, but the sight was somewhat similar to that of Lorule. Empty and without hope. In fact, much of the tower reminded her of her Kingdom; the monsters roaming around, the feeling of oppression, the destruction. And one more thing was about to remind her of her lost Kingdom:
"Why did you survive?"
She turned as soon as she heard the familiar voice, there was no mistaking who it was and yet— This couldn't be.
"Ravi-?"
But upon seeing where the voice came from, she backed down in disgust. A black creature, pale imitation of a human being with only its white teeth as distinct feature. This creature certainly not who she thought it had been, and the words he further uttered only confirmed this to her. She scowled at the being and tightened her grip on her staff.
"Why do you use this voice?!"
She brandished her staff to cast a spell on the creature, to trap him in a barrier and leave him here-- But the spell failed. And even though she decided to leave rather than face the creature one more second; it followed her of course.
Setting: Dormitories, Art Gallery, Library, the Meadow and the Observatory.
Format: Prose or action, I will follow.
Summary: Hilda wakes up in the tower, promptly chooses to deny that her world is dead and goes off to explore. The prompts include the princess (unsuccessfully) trying to get a terminal to work and encountering a shadow child, amongst other happy things.
Warning: Nothing; will edit if something comes up. The post obviously contains spoilers for A Link Between Worlds.
• Dormitory Floor 1 / Room 1-03
Room 1-03: 'Your world has been destroyed. I saved you. Let's all be happy here.'
Hilda read over and over again the letter she'd found upon sitting up. Moments ago she had been standing in the Sacred Realm. The next thing she remembered, she was waking up paralyzed in this forsaken place. This of course was more than enough to unsettle her, but this was nothing compared to the story this letter was telling her. Lorule, destroyed? Impossible. Yes, the demise of her kingdom had been set in stone long before her birth and she had herself let go of the only hope her kingdom had. Ultimately, the destruction of her world was something she knew was meant to happen.
But not so soon. With her waking up in this strange place, something was obviously wrong-- Maybe her kingdom was even more endangered than before, but destroyed? She couldn't believe it, she refused to. Fighting the nagging feeling that there may be some ounce of truth to the letter's content, she crushed the letter in her hand and got up from the bed in an instant.
Her eyes then settled to the trunk at the end of her bed. She knelt next to it and opened it, looking for its content. Her dismantled staff, clothes and nothing of much use. She grabbed the pieces of the staff and worked on putting them back together as she looked around, giving a look to the other beds in the room. Were there other peoples living here? She would find out soon enough, she figured.
Dormitory Floor 1: Now equipped with her staff, a purple and golden stick mounted with an inverted tetrahedron Triforce, Hilda left her room. Her priority was to find out more about this place; more than she had so far. This place was even more strange than she had expected. The very texture of the walls was nothing like the constructions in Lorule.
Slowly she walked through the corridor, looking from times to times at the various doors and the names written next to them. She frowned, what little she saw was unfamiliar to her. Odds were that she wouldn't find anything familiar here. Yet she decided to try and open some of the doors on her way-- Only to find them locked and frustratingly letting go of the handle. But hey, this may just have been the door to your room.
• Art Gallery (Floor 22)
The numerous figures and events depicted on these walls meant little to her-- This place would probably have been a paradise for Yuga. A particular set of painting caught her attention, however. A series of paintings depicting the history of Hyrule from the distant past. She looked at the paintings with interest; albeit their content was nothing new to her. While she had never seen these paintings before, Yuga had told her all of Hylian history, or at least all about what he had been able to learn.
Another set of painting soon caught her attention. The paintings on the opposite wall depicted a seemingly similar story, but this one had a noticeably less positive outcome. Her expression darkened upon seeing them. She set her staff against the wall and raised a hand, to touch the middle painting. Why did they have these here? Yet it was the only depicting of Lorule she had found in the entire tower. So she remained there, staring at the painting for a long while.
• Terminals (Library - Floor 03)
Now this was intriguing. Not the books, no. The books were nothing new. She had plenty of them back home, and while she would be more than happy to read some of these, something else caught her attention. Namely, that weird thing embedded into the wall that had started displaying things right as she had passed by. She had seen these things in the dormitory floor as well. Surely they held some significance, but in what way?
The best way to determinate that was to try and interact with the strange device, she figured. The thought of using the keyboard didn't cross her mind for even a second though, and she pointed at the terminal with her staff-- Obviously this object was magical in nature, maybe casting magic over it would reveal its secrets?
If the fumes elevating from the terminal as a result were anything to go by, this experiment didn't go well.
• Meadow (Floor 25)
After the sad spectacle the tower had offered to her up until now, the sight of the meadow came as a shock. Not only hadn't she expected to see such a place within this horrid tower, but she had never seen such a place at all before. Lorule was a world shrouded in darkness that prevented the simplest of flowers from existing. A land covered with dark clouds that forbade the light of the sun to ever reach it.
She walked in and looked around, having a hard time hiding her amazement at what she was seeing. So this was what a normal world looked like? She couldn't figure how or why this place existed within the tower, but at the moment it didn't matter. Of all the things she had seen in the tower, this one was of nature to appease her. She slowly kept moving in, kneeling down at times to look at flower-- She would probably stay here for a long while.
• Shadow Children (Observatory - Floor 45)
After quite a while spent exploring the tower, she decided to take a rest at the observatory, looking through the glass to see if she could perceive anything through the thick fog. Obviously she couldn't, but the sight was somewhat similar to that of Lorule. Empty and without hope. In fact, much of the tower reminded her of her Kingdom; the monsters roaming around, the feeling of oppression, the destruction. And one more thing was about to remind her of her lost Kingdom:
"Why did you survive?"
She turned as soon as she heard the familiar voice, there was no mistaking who it was and yet— This couldn't be.
"Ravi-?"
But upon seeing where the voice came from, she backed down in disgust. A black creature, pale imitation of a human being with only its white teeth as distinct feature. This creature certainly not who she thought it had been, and the words he further uttered only confirmed this to her. She scowled at the being and tightened her grip on her staff.
"Why do you use this voice?!"
She brandished her staff to cast a spell on the creature, to trap him in a barrier and leave him here-- But the spell failed. And even though she decided to leave rather than face the creature one more second; it followed her of course.
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"You may have known another Zelda," she answers quietly, though the explanation dies on her lips as she hears the name of the country this princess hails from. 'Lorule'...? She's grown accustomed to hearing of people from various points in Hyrule's history and future, but this... The worlds are so very clearly related, and yet so very different. It's unlike any situation she's heard of before.
Though her continued confusion delays her response, she doesn't forget her manners. Zelda steps aside, holding the door open for the other princess and beckoning her inside.
"Of course. Though I must ask your forgiveness - the room is not precisely in the best state to welcome guests." These are the things that happen when you put four teenage girls together in one room. "My bed is the second on the right, if you would like to take a seat."
As if the relative neatness and the large, framed map of Hyrule hanging above the headboard didn't make that obvious.
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She nodded and stepped into the room, quickly looking around
for any hidden triforces and heroes to steal. She then stopped before the bed— She didn't sit down however and stared at the map. Hyrule. Not quite the same Hyrule that Yuga had depicted her, but close enough. So she may really be another Zelda from another world. After a while contemplating the map, she turned back to the other princess."Forgive my rudeness. If you truly are not the Zelda I remember, then I imagine my words— No, my mere existence must be quite confusing. When I first heard of Hyrule I hardly could believe it myself." she said "But I awakened here recently and in my quest of answers your name is the first familiar sight upon which I laid my eyes."
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Contrary to popular perception, she does not, in fact, keep her knight collection in her bedroom.Zelda closes the door quietly behind Hilda as she enters, watches as she stares at the painting Aria had given her. She can see the recognition there, same as when Hilda looked upon her face. How curious...
"It is all right," she reassures as Hilda begins to explain herself. "It is hardly the first time something of this sort has happened, as unbelievable as that may sound. This place has the ability to bring in people from any point in time, including the past and future."
Her words may seem absurd, but Hyrule's Princess speaks with a frankness that leaves no doubt that she believes what she's saying. She tilts her head then, some of that initial confusion making its way back into her expression.
"Though this is the first I have heard of Lorule. It is quite clearly connected to Hyrule--" The similar sounding names, the inverted Triforces - even Hilda herself looks similar to her. "--but I cannot say I know how."
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She wondered where this Zelda fit in the timeline then-- But this would be quite impolite to ask her this just now. Maybe later.
"Before time began, before the force of life even came into existence, three golden goddesses descended upon the chaos that was my world. Together, they created the land of Lorule. It is my understanding that the story of Hyrule's creation is nearly identical. In fact, my Lorule used to be quite similar to your Hyrule." she briefly looked at Triforce floating over the tip of her staff before continuing "Our worlds are— Were two side of the same rupee. Yet at the same time they were worlds apart, never to know of each others."
She paused and hesitated before continuing. This had been only an introduction. The next part was the rather embarrassing one. She didn't want to run from her responsibilities and pretend she hadn't endangered Hyrule. Pretend she hadn't committed a crime that nearly caused her Kingdom to collapse. But how to say such a thing?
"However... A-A wizard from my world plotted to acquire the Triforce for his own selfish desires. A red-haired man answering to the name of Yuga." Hopefully this didn't sound too awkwardly familiar "He discovered Hyrule and to accomplish his nefarious scheme, he brought our two worlds close together. So close, they became connected. This is how I gained knowledge of your world and met the Princess who shares your name."
And that was about it. On second thoughts, it was probably not all that necessary to mention that the idea of stealing Hyrule's triforce had been hers in the first place, all so that she could replace their lost Triforce. Nor that Yuga could never have done it without her help. Not out of dishonesty, no. But this Zelda looked as though she had gone through much more than her counterpart, and as such may not be as forgiving. And Hilda had no desires to be chased from her room and considered an enemy, no matter how right Zelda would be to do that. Not so soon at least.
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(It's a subtle gesture, but perhaps one with more meaning if Hilda remembers which of her Zelda's hands held Wisdom within it.)
"It is a story I know well," she eventually replies, though whether it is in response to the creation myth or Yuga's conquest is difficult to say. Her eyes once again drift towards the top of Hilda's staff. "So Hyrule and Lorule are mirror images of one another. That certainly helps explain your regalia. To me, the Triforce appears upside down, though I suppose the same must be said for mine to you."
However, she is not so caught up in her curiosity to miss the way Hilda speaks of what Lorule used to be, or how there is a slight nervous hitch in her voice when she begins to speak of Yuga. There is concern in her eyes at that thought, though she does not give it voice. She only just met this woman, after all; it would be rude to pry.
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She, however, made nothing of her reaction to Yuga and his scheme. Maybe similarities to the Hylian legends surrounding Ganon? Yet again, Hilda had no clue there was a time when Ganon had been a human. What little she saw of him was a mindless beast bent on destruction. He might as well always have been a blue pig.
"Indeed." she nodded but did not linger on the Triforce and its shape— "However worry not. Whilst Yuga got dangerously close to obtain the completed Triforce, his plans were thwarted by your hero. Even when all hope was lost, he faced the beast without flinching. His name was Link and he splendidly fulfilled his destiny as Hero of Hyrule, saving both our kingdoms. ... Or so I hoped."
Hilda then started speaking in a lower tone. She did not want to linger on this story. This would unavoidably lead her to speak about the fate of Lorule's Triforce and about what she had done. Zelda was wise, at least hers was. There was little doubt this one shared in her wisdom, surely she would end up seeing through her omissions if she kept speaking about Lorule. That and she had something important to ask, much more important than nothing else.
She took a small ball of paper she had kept on her, which she began unfolding before Zelda. It was obvious the paper had been crushed in a fit of anger.
"I sent Link and the Zelda of my time back to Hyrule. This should have been the last contact between our two kingdoms. Yet here I am, standing before you." Once unfolded the paper was barely legible, but Zelda may recognize the infamous letter all residents were given upon awakening in the tower, namely the short one proclaiming their worlds were gone. "..... And this is all the explanation I was given as to how this is possible."
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It's with a grave expression that she pats the area of the bed next to her, encouraging Hilda to sit.
"... We have come to call it a sort of virus, one no world is prepared to contend with. The destruction it visits upon our worlds is nearly absolute; it sucks the life out of everything - from the strongest guardian spirit to the smallest blade of grass - and then simply... moves on to the next world, ever continuing."
That weariness in her eyes comes to the forefront as she recounts this terrible news to Hilda. It is clear she has been dealing with this for quite some time.
"Your presence here is the work of a boy named Zo. From what I understand, the moment the virus would have claimed you, he takes your soul instead and brings it here." A ghost of a smile crosses her lips. "He is kind, though young. I do not believe he understands such a short explanation can be as distressing as no explanation at all."
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... A virus had sentenced her world? Taken the life of her people? It was as unsatisfying of an answer as it could get. A senseless death— From what little she understood, she could say there was no meaning behind anyway of this. She couldn't even direct her feelings of hatred toward a culprit. She didn't want to believe in her world's destruction even now, but Zelda -in any of her incarnations- was one of the few people she was ready to trust.
"So this means my people are..."
She didn't finish her sentence, clenching her fist around her staff and closing her eyes. Zelda may have been used to the worlds' utter and complete destruction by now, but she certainly was not. She was even surprised at how the other Princess could remain so calm while speaking of such terrible things. She only barely listened to Zelda's words regarding Zo; enough to understand some child had saved her yet had failed to do anything for her kingdom.
She was still in control enough however not to burst in tears before Zelda-- Though her anger was noticeably less easy to hide.
"Why... Why would this child have saved me?" she finally said "If my land and my people met their demise, then I should have died with them. None of this makes any sense."
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"There is a way to save everything. Of this, I am certain. I simply do not how at the current time." Missing that key component should by all rights shake a person's faith, yet the Princess of Hyrule remains resolute. Dax believed it, Aria believes it, Zo believes it, so she will believe it too. "But though our salvation seems senseless, or outside of any divinely ordained destiny, we were given this chance. And as the sovereigns of our kingdoms, it is our duty to use it for everything we have."
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This hardly surprised her that Zelda would still be hopeful— It was comforting even. The one she remembered would probably have been hopeful as well. Indeed, the similarities between the two Zelda seemed to go beyond appearances. Her words regarding the duty of a sovereign toward their kingdom sting as much as they had back when the other Zelda had uttered them, albeit in a different way. She did not know what this incarnation of the Hylian Princess had gone through, and right now she did not care.
"I know better than anyone what the sacred duty of a princess to her kingdom is. Ever since I became the Sovereign of Lorule, I have spent every single second of my life fighting to save my people. I sought a new hope for them when all but despair had deserted their hearts and I would give my very life if it could save them." She stated rather coldly before continuing-- "Please do not ever speak to me again as though I know not of these things."
She was more in control now than she bad been back in Lorule, but her anger was clearly noticeable in this last sentence. She would not tolerate being lectured on such a thing, even if all of her efforts had been in vain. She stood from where she was sitting and added one thing, though she did not turn to face Zelda.
"If ways exist to save our worlds, then I shall assist in any manner I can so as to see them accomplished."